Snippet #12231

Marseuves was sitting at a bus stop, watching as people walked by. He leaned and felt his stomach growl. Even murderers need food. he though with a grin. He stood up and looked at the stores lining the street. There were a bunch of bars, a diner, and a small convenience store. Marseuves walked towards the last one, making sure not to draw too much attention to himself.

A bell jingled as the door opened, causing to clerk to glance up at the man walking into the store. Marseuves walked down one of the aisles, looking at the junk food that lines the shelves. He checked almost all the shelves, ending up with a Coke, a bag of chips, and a disposable razor. He approached the cashier, and put the items on the counter. As the man was ringing up his items, Marseuves looked at the t.v. behind the man. The news was on. He watched for a little bit before his name flashed up on the screen, along with the word escaped! Marseuves put twenty bucks on the counter and scooped up his items. The clerk picked up the money, complaining that he had left too much. Then the man turned around and saw Marseuves face on the screen. He spun around only to see the man in the ball cap walking out of the store.

The clerk picked up the phone and dialed 9-1-1. "Yeah, hello? Police? You know that guy on the T.V.? Marsuvs Black, or whatever? He was just in my store..."